"Investigate the fire thoroughly. There are numerous suspicions surrounding it—the locked door, the vehicles obstructing the fire passage, and particularly the waiter who served the private room that night. Additionally, deploy additional bodyguards to safeguard Ariana. Notify me immediately if anything untoward occurs."

He paused for a moment, and then added, "Tell those bodyguards to keep their distance from her room. Make sure they stay out of her line of sight."

Horace hesitated and asked, "Boss, do you want me to contact Dr. Padilla for you?"

He was genuinely concerned about Theodore's health.

Theodore glanced at him from the comer of his eye and replied, "No, Sweeney works for my grandfather. If he finds out, I might not be able to stay in the Anderson Group anymore."

“But your condition..."

"I'm not having a relapse. You took away the medicine bottle. What's there to worry about?" Theodore smiled and reassured, "My mental health is perfectly fine. I don't need to see Sweeney."

Horace hesitated further, "Are you absolutely sure you don't need anything else?”

Theodore responded confidently, "Yes."

“That's good to hear." For now, Horace chose to believe him and left the room.

Theodore was left alone once again, staring out the window at the scenery. After a while, he suddenly muttered to himself, "You're right. No one can accept me."

Ariana had a restless night and woke up in an even worse mood on the second day.

Theodore's behavior had deeply upset her, and the pain in her ankle only added to her restlessness.

Last night, in a fit of anger, she had smashed her phone, leaving her with no means to pass the time. Horace had brought her a book, but her mind couldn't focus on reading. All she could think about was Theodore.

Just then, a knock on the ward door interrupted her thoughts, and Ariana welcomed Sarah and Betsy inside.

“What brings you here?" Ariana asked, surprised, as she set aside the book and offered them seats.

“We saw the news about the fire at Blue Night Manor. Since it's owned by the Anderson Group and we couldn't reach you, we were really worried. We called Horace and found out about your accident," Sarah explained, placing a fruit basket on the table. She then looked at Ariana with concem, noticing the bandaged ankle.

“How did all this happen? Yesterday was your birthday, and thank goodness you're safe."

Betsy joined in the embrace, hugging Ariana gently.

“['m sorry for making you worry. My phone got accidentally smashed, so I couldn't contact anyone." Ariana took out her broken phone and showed it to Betsy.